[The book continues from the above, and the last book said that after the corpse mother asked Liu Yang what he wanted the corpse oil to do, she left alone and began to prepare the corpse oil that Liu Yang wanted to use. And in the ghost market on the top of Happy Horse Mountain, the ghost market lord asked the fairy girl why she sent her disciple away, and the fairy girl told the city lord that a big disaster was coming. After a wildfire, there are no more ghost markets on the scorched earth. Led to the fairy aunt to explain that although the disaster of the ghost market is inevitable, there must be a chance for revenge. The lord of the ghost city also accepted his fate, and took out all the wine and sent it to the fairy girl. And Mu Qingming, who returned to Shala Lane, arranged the disciples of the Immortal Gu, and suddenly saw a stone wrapped in a piece of paper flying into the courtyard. 】

The pine forests swayed, and the pine needles fell in the night wind.

This mysterious ghost market is becoming more and more lively. The market outside the small building is crowded. is so prosperous, the ghost city owner can't see that there are any signs of impending disaster behind this.

But after listening to the words of the fairy aunt again, he suddenly remembered that a few days ago, he was unwell.

It stands to reason that a body like his is not old or dead, and naturally there is no disease. But just a few days ago, the day before Mu Qingming came to ask him about the Hundred Illusion Map, he had been weak and coughing since dinner.

It wasn't until yesterday that I got better.

I am afraid that this sudden illness is also inextricably linked with this unwarranted disaster.

The ghost city owner who has only reacted now has no way to find out the cause from scratch. In this case, the ghost city lord is not going to struggle anymore, so he is appointed.

"What is the cause of this disaster?" But driven by curiosity, the ghost city lord couldn't help but ask, "Why do you say that Young Master Mu and your granddaughter can avenge us?" Can other irrelevant people be removed to avoid trouble? ”。

"Except for my granddaughter, everyone else is in this disaster, and there is no way to save it." The drunken fairy girl looked dizzy, but after a little recollection, her tongue was not knotted, and she said clearly: "But what is the specific cause, it's hard to say, and there is no obvious reality on the tortoise shell." It just shows that this is an unwarranted disaster, and there are no other clues. But it does show that if we can die generously, Young Master Mu and my granddaughter can avenge us. ”。

"I won't send my granddaughter away just because of the danger." Anyway, there are only two of them in this attic. And the fairy girl's wine was temporarily enough, so she knew everything: "But this tortoise shell also told me another point, only she and Mu Qingming's gang are the key to deciding whether or not they can avenge us." ”。

Speaking of this, the fairy girl narrowed her eyes, and then looked closely at the few cracks on the tortoise shell, and her gaze became deep.

The lord of the ghost city, whose complexion had already returned to calm, also satisfied his curiosity and didn't ask anything else. He slowly stood up and silently headed upstairs.

The fairy girl didn't know what he was going to do, and she wasn't curious, her eyes kept glued to the tortoise shell on the table, stunned. It's just that the complexion and gaze are unusually calm.

The whispers outside the building still echoed in the woods where the fireflies were lit and the ghosts were flying, but the whispers were still not audible.

After a long time, the lord of the ghost market walked slowly down from the upper floor, holding a few wine jars.

"The last few jars of tomb wine are all for you." The city lord who walked to the table, put a few large and small wine jars in his arms on the table, and said to the fairy girl: "Before you leave, drink enough." ”。

They were the only ones who knew that a catastrophe was coming, but they didn't panic when they knew the result, but instead dealt with it calmly. Or maybe it's because the fairy girl saw that her generosity to die could be exchanged for a chance for revenge.

Or, the fairy aunt saw that they were already in trouble, and there was no way to recover it, so she accepted her fate.

And the lord of the ghost city believes in the fairy girl; After so many years of getting along, he knew that the fairy girl's divination ability was by no means in vain. He also knew that the fairy aunt would not joke about this kind of thing, and he didn't lie to him when he bought every word of a sentence.

In short, the two old men did not panic, nor did they cry and scream, as if they did not know that something was wrong.

"Thank you." As soon as she saw the wine jars, the slightly drunk fairy girl immediately looked away, stared at the jars of wine with both eyes, and swallowed her saliva.

"Not for you. You have to promise me that the results of this divination will not be revealed. The owner of the ghost market who sat down, looked at the lively ghost market outside the door, and said leisurely: "Since you have said that the merchants outside are also in this disaster, and they can't hide from it, let them also be happy and happy in the last life of the past." ”......

The night was dark, and most places in the city of Kunming were quiet.

Only the wild dogs barked a few times, or the old wild cats jumped on the wall and whined, and sometimes they could be heard in the quiet streets and alleys.

Mu Qingming and Mo Han rushed back to Shala Alley with the disciples of the Immortal Gu.

Since the disciples of the Immortal Gu would not be able to conceal the spell, they could only go down the Happy Horse Mountain, leave the mountain protection formation of the ghost market, and use the earth to retreat to the ground talisman and flash back to the small courtyard of the Mu family.

Along the way, this little girl was reluctant, and frequently looked back at the top of the mountain. Mu Qingming and Mo Han haven't spoken a few words to her so far. only asked her name Jiaoyun, and other times, the child just nodded and shook his head to answer, never speaking.

At this moment, an unfamiliar environment flashed in an instant, and Xiao Nizi was even more restrained, standing behind Mu Qingming and Mo Han, looking down at the tips of her shoes, pinching the cuffs with her hands and rubbing them around.

"Kyaukyun, don't be nervous, it's like going to your own home." When Mu Qingming walked to the well without saying a word, Mo Han had already turned around, raised his hand and gently rubbed Jiaoyun's brain, and said gently, "We will also treat you well." ”。

Kyaukyun remained silent, just nodded slightly.

Ah Hong, Miaoyu, and Miaotian, who hadn't slept yet, walked out of the house together and surrounded them. Miao Yu and Miao Tian looked at Jiaoyun, and secretly exchanged glances with Mo Han, knowing that it was they who used their minds to transmit the sound and inform the people in the small courtyard that the little girl they were about to bring back.

Only Ah Hong, staring at Kyaukyun left and right, the smile kept hanging on the corners of his upturned mouth.

"Hey, what should you do if you look at her with such straight eyes?" Mo Han crossed in front of Kyaukyun, who lowered his head, blocking Ah Hong's view.

Ah Hong smiled sheepishly, retracted his gaze and quibbled: "Master, you and my master have taken in a little junior sister for me, I have to check it." If it doesn't look good, take it out and lose our face. ”。

"I see you don't eat meat these days." Before Mo Han could speak, Mu Qingming, who had already washed his face with water, turned back, holding a towel in his hand, and wiped his face: "Isn't the food too good recently, and you kid has eaten a greasy tongue." I see that the day after tomorrow will start to cut off that meat for you, and you will still have a flamboyant tongue? ”。

Under the night wind, Ah Hong suddenly opened his mouth in shock. After a while, he stammered and begged for mercy: "Master, Master, you, you didn't say anything to me." ”。

"Stinky boy." Mu Qingming scolded with a smile and threw the towel to Ah Hong.

Ah Hong has been a lot more cheerful lately, which is gratifying. Mu Qing scolded him and scolded him, but he was happy that he was no longer immersed in hatred and sullen.

"Kyaukyun, he is my land. Although he talks and does things well, he is not bad. After speaking, Mu Qingming said to Mo Han again: "I'm hungry, let's have a supper together." ”。

Mo Han nodded, and went to the kitchen with a shy Jiaoyun, ready to get some food for Jiaoyun first.

"I don't eat, I lose weight." Miao Yu said with a smile, and turned back to her room. The moment they each entered the house, Mu Qingming suddenly sensed that a trace of lightning flashed outside the door.

This qi, which was not familiar to Mu Qingming and them, was very unfamiliar, like a gale, flying quickly from the gate of the Mu family's courtyard.

The cunning snow leopards in the inverted room had already woken up, and a spirit jumped up from its nest and stared at the gate.

Before Mu Qingming could take a closer look, a whistling sounded above his head. When he looked up, he saw an object rushing through the courtyard gate into the barrier and flying towards him. And the faint trace of qi that flashed outside the door was long gone, and there was almost no trace of it.

Although Mu Qingming couldn't see clearly what was coming in front of him, the general shape was round.

Mu Qingming raised his hand and grabbed the thing that came in front of him in a blink of an eye, and when he grabbed it in his hand, he gave the wonderful angel beside him a look.

When Miao Tian realized it, his figure flickered and disappeared in front of Mu Qingming's eyes.

In the courtyard hung in a birdcage on a tree, the two night owls cried a few times, piercing the silence under the night sky. Mu Qingming strode to the bottom of the corridor of the room, and then the lantern hanging from the ceiling in the corridor emitted a faint light, and he looked at the things in his hands.

The first thing that caught my eye was a piece of paper wrapped around the thing. The whole paper was yellowed and crumpled.

Mu Qingming gently pinched the thing in his hand with his hand, and felt that the thing under the paper was very hard. Judging by the touch, it should be something like a stone.

In the kitchen behind him, Mo Han, who had boiled the soup, walked out slowly, stood beside Mu Qingming, looked at the thing in his hand and asked in a low voice, "What is this?" ”。

"I don't know." As he spoke, Mu Qingming opened the crumpled note.

A faint sheen that emanates from under the open paper. Sure enough, what was wrapped in the paper was an oval-shaped pebble, an ordinary stone that could be picked up casually by every river in the city, and Mu Qingming and Mo Han were inexplicable for a while.

Then, they all saw the crumpled piece of paper again, and there were some small letters written on it. Just as they were about to take a closer look at the contents of the note, Miaotian suddenly flashed in front of them, with a sullen face.

"Didn't catch up?" Mu Qingming raised his head and glanced at Miaotian, who nodded.

"The other party is also a master. Not to mention that there is no trace of the whereabouts, even the breath is not left. "Miaotian, who is good at tracking, met the master again and got rid of his tracking.

However, what made him wonder was that the person who got rid of his tracking this time was definitely not Liu Yang, and he did not use the evil art of the Immortal Dao, but relied on speed. The fact that they were able to get rid of tracking based on speed alone shows that the disparity in strength between them is obvious.

"It doesn't matter if the other party is a master or not, but this person should not be our enemy." As he spoke, Mu Qingming had already read all the words written on the paper used to wrap the stone.

What was written on the note was a list of lists. But at the end, it was noted that the people on the list were all cultists who had secretly developed the Immortal Dao and were placed in the city waiting for the final action. Half of the people were the immortal Taoists who Zhao Liang was monitoring under pressure from above, according to the list provided by Mu Qingming.

But who sent the note? Find out what happens next, and listen to the next breakdown.